Thursday is Thanksgiving – feast of gratitude and of giving. Sagittarius Sun, Libra Moon.
This column was written prior to the Nov. 8 election, so I cannot comment on who was elected. Whomever is our republic’s president, half of us are happy & the other half are not.
Strange how nobody ever manages to shoot video when there’s an alien spaceship in the vicinity — perhaps because they’re too busy recording that guy, two traffic lanes over, who’s picking his nose.
When men say they “love surprises,” they mean the sort involving an impromptu striptease, not where you wait till the sixth date to tell them that, no, that child seat actually isn’t for your terrier.
Libra said to us, “Let choice be made.” Now in Scorpio we act upon our choice by voting. I urge everyone to vote. Everyone’s vote is important.
Endlessly replaying the memories of how perfect your ex was is a great idea — if you’re looking to grow old with a tube sock and a vat of lotion.
As the Sun enters Scorpio we all of a sudden enter the autumn festivals, especially Halloween (the day after Scorpio new moon), All Souls and All Saints days.
As we come to the end of Libra and enter Scorpio, we move close to the time when, this election year, we are asked to make a final choice.
Saturday is the Full Hunter’s moon which means it’s the Libra solar festival (23 degrees Libra).
Your husband comes into the living room, and there you are — sitting on the floor with a Starbucks cup and a cardboard sign that says, “Anything helps. God bless.”